Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

Chapter 783: A Relationship Like Mine and Di’s Is Called Living off a Woman

Editor: Henyee Translations

Gu Yang addressed Fu Mingxiu firmly, “Brother Xiu, Ah Jue was adopted into the Gu family. In a way, I’m no different. Moreover, I’ve reached adulthood first. Following your logic, it’s time for me to leave the Gu family and live independently.”

Fu Mingxiu’s expression darkened. “You’re not like him. Despite not being biologically related, you’ve been raised as the Gu family’s cherished princess.”

Gu Yang countered, “Ultimately, it’s essentially the same.”

Feng Jue’s smile remained gentle and benign. “Wherever sister goes, I’ll go.”

Fu Mingxiu’s frown deepened. Was Feng Jue insinuating that he intended to tether himself to Gu Yang?

Meanwhile, Gu Jin cast a cold glance at Feng Jue.

Was this scheming hound trying to goad his sister into eloping?

Disgusted by Feng Jue and Fu Mingxiu’s behavior, Gu Jin interjected dismissively, “Young Master Fu, our family affairs are none of your concern.”

Gu Jin, embodying the traditional values of the Gu family, had spoken. Though Fu Mingxiu felt somewhat disgruntled, he refrained from further comment.

Attempting to diffuse the tension, Zhu Di chimed in, “Haha, Feng Jue can hardly be labeled a freeloader. After all, he’s Yangyang’s adopted brother.”

Zheng Yi chimed in, “Exactly. Our relationship, like mine and Di’s, is what you call living off a woman.”

A hush fell over the group.

Mo Mo rolled her eyes silently. “Alright, you two. You’ve been flaunting your relationship all summer. Can’t you give it a rest?”

Lu Mao nudged her gently. “I told you we should’ve muted them for a while.”

Feng Jue smiled quietly, opting to remain silent.

Who said he and his sister weren’t a couple?

Thankfully, Zhu Di and Zheng Yi’s banter diffused the tension.

Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, noticing that Feng Jue remained sober.

As long as he stayed sober.

Speaking of which, mutants weren’t so easily intoxicated, right?

Had Feng Jue been pretending to be drunk in the past?

As the host, Gu Yang couldn’t bear to see the atmosphere sour. “Let’s eat, everyone. The cuisine here in the capital is exquisite.”

She ladled some rock sugar pork knuckle into Feng Jue’s bowl, offering a reassuring smile. “Ah Jue, eat up. Don’t drink too much.”

Feng Jue felt a pang of guilt under Gu Yang’s gaze, nodding obediently.

Gu Jin and Fu Mingxiu scrutinized Feng Jue with increasingly sharp gazes.

Observing their scrutiny, Lu Mao rolled his eyes and proceeded to spoon more food into Feng Jue’s bowl. “Come on, Brother, dig in. You’re looking too thin.”

Zhu Di nudged Zheng Yi discreetly, prompting him to follow suit and add food to Feng Jue’s bowl. “Eat less and drink more. Yangyang’s got great taste, and the food here is divine.”

Surveying the growing mound of food before him, Feng Jue felt a twitch in his forehead. “…”

Did they think he had the appetite of a pig?

All he wanted was the food his sister had chosen for him.

However, Gu Yang intervened with a smile. “Don’t waste any food, finish everything on your plate.”

Feng Jue’s expression faltered. He sensed an implicit threat in his sister’s eyes, as if she were implying that he had to clean his plate or remain single forever.

With Lu Mao, Zhu Di, and the others joining in to lighten the mood, the meal proceeded rather harmoniously.

After the meal, as they exited the private room, Gu Yang caught sight of a familiar face.

“Brother Mingxiu! You’re here too?” the voice rang out, drawing their attention to its source. It was none other than Tang Shiya, the eldest daughter of the Tang Family in Jin City.

Tang Shiya’s face lit up upon seeing Fu Mingxiu, evident joy spreading across her features.

Accompanying her was a radiant young woman, her presence exuding a subtle fragrance of high-quality perfume—rich yet not overpowering.

Tang Shiya’s companion, holding her arm, smiled warmly. “Cousin, Sister Shiya and I just arrived. Would you like to join us?”